Le futur n°4

How can you still doubt me?
I can't leave that dog
I can't see even down the dog
I can't go away

I can't even see down the dog
I can't stroke that dog
I can't see down the dog
The love blind of mine
I can't see down the dog
I can't leave that tide

I can't see down the dog
That dog was sent to me
I can't see down the dog
Oh, basket of chi
I can't see down the dog
Oh, better leave at me

Get up, shake the sea
Get up, make it with me
Get up, make these sweaters workers
Get up, things to stick together
Seize with just the scene, well, just the scene

I got to pay that dog, gonna pay the dog, yeah
Better make me

Get up, shake the sea
Get up, make it with me
Get up, make these sweaters workers
Get up, things to stick together
Seize with just the scene, well, just the scene

Ba-chi, ba-chi, baca-chi
Ba-chi, ba-chi, ba-ca-chi
Hey, Sam bought the TV to see one basket of chi



Credits
Writer(s): Catherine Ringer, Fred Chichin
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